


I'll Fight For the World Because You're Worth It

by catboybae



Category: CIX (Band)
Genre: Alternate Universe - College/University, Alternate Universe - Spider-Man Fusion, Angst with a Happy Ending, M/M, Mutual Pining, and he is in love with comic book fanatic hyunsuk, bae jinyoung is spiderman, but miles morales best spiderman so there might be more references to into the spiderverse idk, i followed spiderman canon as much as possible but it's hard, this is vaguely based on every spiderman i guess
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2020-06-29
Updated: 2020-07-09
Packaged: 2021-03-04 03:13:45
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 2
Words: 4,741
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/24976660
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/catboybae/pseuds/catboybae
Summary: “Who are you?” Hyunsuk asked as he narrowed his eyes at the masked boy in front of him.“You know who I am,” Jinyoung replied.“… Are you seriously quoting a Spider-man movie right now?”orAn alternate universe in which Hyunsuk had always been inspired to become a photojournalist because of his love for comic books and superheroes, and, well, Jinyoung was inspired a little differently…
Relationships: Bae Jinyoung/Yoon Hyunsuk, Kim Seunghun/Lee Byounggon | BX
Comments: 6
Kudos: 48





	1. 1

**Author's Note:**

> hi everyone!! this is my first time writing a fic, so i want to thank my friends tessa, maggie, and imaan for encouraging me to do this <3 i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it!! also if you haven't watched into the spider-verse, WATCH IT

**Monday. 8:43 PM.**

Jinyoung wiped the sweat from his brow and picked up his pace. He checked his phone as he ran and wasn’t surprised to see 0 new messages. This could mean two things— either Hyunsuk didn’t care, or Hyunsuk was PISSED. And honestly? Jinyoung didn’t know which one was worse. As he approached the cafe where (he hoped) Hyunsuk was waiting for him, he felt a pang of guilt in his chest. He contemplated just turning around and going home, but he had made a promise to help Hyunsuk study for his upcoming history midterm and this was one of the last times they could meet before the exam. He pushed open the door to the cafe and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the familiar face of his best friend at a table in the back corner.

The warm atmosphere inside the cafe was a sharp contrast to the cold air outside, which caused Jinyoung’s cheeks to turn slightly pink. “Hey,” he said softly as he pulled out the chair across from Hyunsuk. The younger boy rolled his eyes.

“Nice of you to finally show up.”

“I’m sorry, Suk. You know how far Seunghun lives… and traffic is so bad at this time, too… and-”

“Save it, Jinyoung. Just leave earlier next time.” Hyunsuk put his AirPods back in and went back to reading his textbook.

Jinyoung sighed and leaned back in his chair, shutting his eyes.

***

_**Monday. 7:36 PM.** _

_Jinyoung shoved his notebook into his bag and zipped it up. He left his bedroom door wide open, practically sprinting to grab his wallet off the counter and leave. “I’ll be back home later, I’m meeting up with Hyunsuk tonight,” he said, calling out to his two roommates._

_“Be safe!” Seunghun replied, as his other roommate, Byounggon, gave the younger boy a small wave goodbye._

_Jinyoung opted to take the stairs instead of the elevator. He was supposed to meet Hyunsuk at 8:00, which didn’t give him much time to stand around and wait. The streets were filled with people jogging, walking their dogs, or eating at the bistro tables that lined the sidewalks. It was quite busy for a chilly fall evening like tonight, but Jinyoung was in too much of a hurry to pay any attention to the bustling atmosphere of the city._

_Once he reached a less busy area of the neighborhood, he noticed a slight commotion not far up ahead. Jinyoung slowed his pace as he approached what looked like the early stages of a robbery, two stocky men with covered faces discussing their plan in the dim light pooling out of the convenience store windows. Jinyoung’s heart rate sped up as he darted into a nearby alleyway, making sure he was out of sight._

_He checked his phone. 7:54 PM. If he left now, he could make it to the café on time. But if he stayed, he could stop whatever was about to happen and make the city just a little safer tonight. He cursed under his breath and rummaged through his bag for the folded suit he would never forget to pack. Pulling the mask over his face, he left the alleyway, just as the crooks began to carry out their plan._

_“Did someone call for their friendly neighborhood Spider-man?”_

***

Lost in thought, Jinyoung hadn’t even noticed Hyunsuk left the table until he returned with two drinks in hand. “This is for you,” he said, placing one in front of Jinyoung. No matter how many times he showed up late— or didn’t show up at all— he could never stay mad at him. “You look stressed… is something bothering you?” It was as if Hyunsuk could read Jinyoung’s mind, or maybe he was just really bad at hiding his feelings. “Um... not really, I just have a pretty big chemistry test next week that I’m kind of stressed about. It’s no big deal though,” Jinyoung replied, hoping Hyunsuk wouldn’t see through his lie as easily as he saw through his emotions. He leaned forward and made eye contact with Hyunsuk. “Listen, I’m really sorry for being late… again,” he said, sincerely this time. “Is there a way I can make it up to you?”

Hyunsuk sat quietly for a moment, then spoke up. “Well… you could come over this weekend. Yonghee will be out of town, so we can have the dorm to ourselves. And I want to visit that new comic book store that just opened downtown, so let’s go together. And don’t be late this time!” Jinyoung chuckled at Hyunsuk’s silly request but nevertheless agreed.

Hyunsuk gave a small smile, took a sip of his drink, and began to tell the older boy about the latest Spider-man feat. As Jinyoung listened, he admired the younger boy’s model-like features: his high cheekbones and long lashes, and his curious eyes that lit up whenever he talked about the things he was passionate about. Jinyoung had known him since they were both children, playing superhero games at the neighborhood playground or riding their bikes around the block. Bonded by their love of comic books, the two boys had quickly become close friends.

But ever since they entered college, something had shifted. They both sat a little closer to each other during their weekly study sessions, their swift glances across the table lasted a little longer, their friendly touches lingering a little longer. To deny that Jinyoung had developed feelings for Hyunsuk would be stupid, and one would have to be blind to believe it went unnoticed. However, Jinyoung had bigger problems to worry about, such as the constant threat of a powerful supervillain attacking the city at any moment.

Oh, how Jinyoung hated keeping this secret from Hyunsuk. He knew it would be hard when he agreed to take on this role— ‘with great ability comes great accountability’ or however the saying goes— but he never imagined it would feel like THIS. Fighting bad guys was only half of it. Jinyoung often had dreams about telling him his identity, but he wasn’t sure how Hyunsuk would react if he knew the truth about his biggest role model. Would he be mad Jinyoung didn’t tell him sooner? Would he think Jinyoung didn’t trust him? Would he be disappointed to know his hero isn’t as special as he thought he was? These are the worries that kept him up at night and prevented him from being honest with his best friend.

“Jinyoung? Are you even listening to me?”

The sound of Hyunsuk calling his name quickly snapped Jinyoung out of his thoughts. He was apologetic. “I’m sorry, Suk. I’m listening, really!”

Hyunsuk sighed. “You didn’t have to come if you were just planning on ignoring me all night,” he said as he began to pack up his things. Jinyoung tried to grab his wrist in an attempt to stop him from getting up, but he pushed his hand away. “Sukkie—”

“I’ll see you tomorrow. Tell the guys I said hey.” Hyunsuk pushed his chair in and left without another word. A small part of Jinyoung wanted to go after him, but the voice in his head told him to just give him space and talk to him tomorrow.

Jinyoung stuffed his wallet in his bag and began to head towards the front door when he felt a slight shudder beginning in his feet and moving its way into his core. To anyone else, this would probably feel just like a normal wave of chills, but Jinyoung knew exactly what this feeling meant. Part of being the one and only Spider-man meant he could sense what others couldn’t see yet—or what he couldn’t either, for that matter.

He knew the first rule of being a superhero was to always prioritize other people’s safety. But at this moment, he only had one person on his mind.


	2. 2

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> this entire chapter is a flashback just to give some background to the fic :^) i tried to make it longer than my first chapter bc i felt like it was too short before but i hope that u guys enjoy!!

**7 months ago.**

The warm spring breeze scattered cherry blossom petals all over the sidewalk as Jinyoung walked alongside his friends. The trio, consisting of Jinyoung, his best friend Seunghun, and Seunghun’s boyfriend Byounggon, were walking to the university’s main plaza. Seunghun suggested they all go out to eat together since they’d all been too busy lately to hang out.

Jinyoung and Seunghun had known each other since they were in diapers, due to their mothers working in the same office building. The older boy treated Jinyoung like a little brother, and despite the one-year age gap, the two had been practically inseparable since the day they met.

Seunghun was an artistic child, always doodling all over his school assignments, or using chalk at recess rather than joining the other boys his age playing kickball. Although Jinyoung was a more athletic child, the two boys had shared a passionate love for comic books and graphic novels. While Jinyoung was interested in the action ad superheroes, Seunghun favored the unique art style and writing aspects, which made him always want to be an illustrator.

Seunghun graduated one year before Jinyoung, and moved into the dorms at the university, as all first-year students were required to do. it was during this time that he met Byounggon, a charming and charismatic boy who lived in the suite next to him. Byounggon was a creative individual as well, although he had dreams of producing music rather than drawings. During the year, Seunghun made many friends in the art programs, and he discovered he had a natural hidden talent— a golden voice, which sounded like the taste of honey and made him quite popular with the music major students. This might have been what encouraged Byounggon to get closer to Seunghun, but once they met, it became very apparent the two were made for each other. No one matched Seunghun’s energy like Byounggon did, and no one inspired Byounggon like Seunghun did.

That year was difficult for Jinyoung, dealing with not only the departure of his best-friend-practically-brother but also the stress of college applications and entrance exams. He was an introverted kid, completely warm-hearted and kind, but often too shy to approach others first. He was used to having Seunghun around to hang out with or go to for advice and adjusting to his absence wasn’t easy.

Aside from Seunghun, Jinyoung had Hyunsuk, his friend since elementary school. The young boy had such an enthusiastic personality it was hard for Jinyoung not to like him when they met. As the boys grew up, Hyunsuk’s childish love of superheroes propelled him towards a career in journalism, just like the famous Clark Kent. While Jinyoung wasn’t really into comics like he had been in his early adolescence, he and Hyunsuk still got along well, finding other things to do together like play soccer or watch TV after school. As the end of high school approached, the boys made plans to dorm together for their first year at the university, but due to the limited space available, they were placed with strangers.

Jinyoung had actually managed to become quite close to his roommate, Daehwi. They both liked the same music, and the same shows, and the same sports. But Daehwi wanted to be a songwriter, and, well, Jinyoung honestly wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. It seemed like everyone around him knew from an early age—Seunghun an illustrator, Hyunsuk a journalist, Daehwi a songwriter— but Jinyoung’s future remained undecided. He enjoyed playing sports, and in high school he discovered his passion for dance, but he couldn’t envision a career with either of those. He was good at math and chemistry, which somehow led him to continue his education as a chemical engineering major. Fortunately, because they were both first-year students, he and Hyunsuk had a few introductory courses in common despite the differences in their programs, so he wasn’t really ever lonely. The two boys often occupied the back-corner table of the coffee shop close to campus and spent many late nights studying (or just thinking about it).

Hyunsuk had also become good friends with his roommate, Yonghee, who preferred to keep to himself rather than join the other boys. Jinyoung didn’t mind, though. The times he spent alone with Hyunsuk were the happiest times he had all year. The stress of his uncertain future weighed him down, but nothing relieved his worries quite like the bubbly laugh of the younger boy.

As soon as Jinyoung’s first year of college ended, he had practically begged Seunghun and Byounggon to let him move in with them. It didn’t take much convincing though, because no matter how badly Jinyoung missed him, Seunghun would always miss him more.

***

The savory smell of Jinyoung’s favorite burger place flooding his nose pulled him out of his thoughts as he pushed the doors open. “Table for three, pl-“

“Jinyoung! Hey, Jinyoung!”

Jinyoung turned his head to see Hyunsuk and his roommate, Yonghee. He gave Yonghee a soft smile and a wave, then focused his attention on the taller boy who had gotten up and was now walking towards him. “Hey, Hyunsuk.”

It looked like the two had just finished eating, judging by Yonghee who was gathering their trash and getting up to throw it away. “Do you guys wanna join us for a few minutes?” Jinyoung offered. Hyunsuk nodded, but Yonghee looked like he had other things planned.

“Actually, I’ve got some homework that I need to finish up, but thanks for the offer. I’ll see you back at the dorm, Hyunsuk.” He said a short goodbye to Jinyoung and left the restaurant. Jinyoung and Hyunsuk walked over to the table Byounggon and Seunghun were seated at. 

Hyunsuk greeted them, and the boys made small talk for a few minutes before the waitress came to take their orders.

“I really enjoyed talking with you guys for a bit, but I should go catch up to Yonghee now. I’ll see you around!” Hyunsuk stood up and pushed his chair in. He gave the group one  
last smile before leaving the restaurant.

After eating and paying the tab, the three began the short walk to their apartment complex across campus. The night air was cooling down as the nearly full moon illuminated the sidewalk.

“So… there’s this party going on tomorrow night at Woong’s place if you want to come,” Seunghun said, turning his attention to Jinyoung. “I think Daehwi will be there, and his friend Woojin. You remember them, don’t you?”

Jinyoung jokingly rolled his eyes. “Of course I remember them.”

“You can bring Hyunsuk if you’d like…” Seunghun nudged Jinyoung’s arm playfully. Jinyoung’s cheeks reddened ever so slightly, but it didn’t go unnoticed by the older boy who just laughed and threw his arm over Jinyoung’s shoulder, pulling him close.

“Aww Baebae,” he said, ruffling Jinyoung’s hair and teasing him with the cute nickname he’d been given when he was a kid, causing him to turn even redder. “You never were that great at hiding things from me.” The three boys walked in a comfortable silence the rest of the way home. 

Their apartment was nothing special, but it was close to school and big enough for the three of them to live comfortably. They lived on the fourth floor and had a small balcony with a nice view of the busy city street down below. The apartment came equipped with a medium size kitchen, although none of the boys were exceptionally good cooks. The living room consisted of a sectional couch, a small coffee table, and a large TV the boys had gotten on sale during the holidays. It might’ve been bare, but Jinyoung preferred the term “minimalist”.

Shedding his shoes at the door, Jinyoung walked past Byounggon and Seunghun’s shared bedroom and retreated into his own, shutting the door behind him. He sat down at his desk and pulled out his phone. (1337)

**jinyoung [11:06 PM]:** hey u up for some pubg

**hyunsuk [11:08 PM]:** isnt it kinda late :0

**jinyoung [11:08 PM]:** bruh its friday night

**hyunsuk [11:09 PM]:** ugh fine gimme a minute and ill get online

Jinyoung changed out of his day clothes and into a pair of basketball shorts and an old sweatshirt while he awaited Hyunsuk’s reply. As he finished putting his clothes away his phone screen lit up with a new message.

**hyunsuk [11:12 PM]:** hey have u seen my laptop bag wtf i think i left it when we were studying yesterday

**jinyoung [11:14 PM]:** how did u just now notice… ill look around

It didn’t take long for Jinyoung to look around his room and locate the black bag, tucked in the corner of his room, slightly hidden by the door. He snapped a picture of it and sent it to the other boy.

**hyunsuk [11:17 PM]:** thank god lol ill come over tomorrow and get it if ur home

His hands began to sweat as he remembered Seunghun’s invitation, and he suddenly felt drained of energy. He had talked to Hyunsuk a thousand times before, so why did it feel so different now? Why did he feel so anxious even just texting him? He swallowed his nerves and picked his phone back up.

**jinyoung [11:19 PM]:** speaking of tomorrow

**jinyoung [11:20 PM]:** my friends are having a party if u wanna come with me?

He put his phone face down on his desk and leaned back in his chair. As he stared up, a small bug crawling across the ceiling caught his attention.

Jinyoung was a clean guy. He always kept his room tidy, took his shoes off at the front door, never had trash in his room, and NEVER had bugs in his room. He wasn’t really scared of them, per se—but to say he was fond of them would be an extremely big overstatement. Keeping his eyes fixated on the bug, he backed towards his closet where some of his cleaning supplies was stored. He reached for the broom handle tucked away in the corner of the closet and pulled it out, careful not to let the creature out of his sight.

He swatted—and missed. The bug then scurried across the ceiling and made its way down the wall as Jinyoung followed it with the broom. When the bug made contact with the floor, Jinyoung stood on top of his chair, wielding the broom as if it was a shield. He lost sight of the bug as it quickly scurried across the carpet and vanished. He sighed, not wanting to give up on killing the small creature, but not willing to waste any more time trying to catch it. As he climbed down from his chair he laughed to himself, trying to imagine how stupid he’d looked the past few minutes. He flipped his phone over to check his notifications.

**hyunsuk [11:22 PM]:** ok ill come over before so we can go together :^)

Jinyoung smiled before sending a quick reply.

**jinyoung [11:31 PM]:** see you tomorrow :)

Suddenly he felt a slight prick on the back of his leg and reached down to lightly smack it, finally catching the creature that had spent the past ten minutes terrorizing him. He inspected his hands closely and saw what looked to be the remains of a common house spider. He shuddered to himself and went to wash his hands and get ready for bed, giving up on his plans of gaming for the night.

***

The next day, Jinyoung woke up soaked in sweat. Sunlight peeked through his blinds and burned the strips of skin it touched, but the rest of his body was stone cold in contrast. He struggled to sit up as dizziness overcame his body. His head was pounding as he reached over to his nightstand and checked the time on his phone—2:23 PM. He groaned and rolled onto his side, pulling the blanket closer. He never slept this late, but he felt like shit today, to say the least. He squeezed his eyes shut as another wave of dizziness hit, trying his best to fall asleep again.

He was awakened a few hours later by Seunghun knocking on his door asking if he was alright. 

“You don’t feel hot to me… Are you sure you didn’t just stay up too late last night?” Seunghun asked skeptically, although it was extremely unlike Jinyoung to sleep all day or even complain about feeling sick at all.

Jinyoung tried to recall the last night’s events. He remembered the bag, the spider, and… the party invitation.

He shot up quickly, which was probably not his smartest idea as his head felt almost too heavy to lift. Seunghun held his arms out to help Jinyoung up. “You know you can stay home if you really feel sick, I’ll just tell Woong you couldn’t make it this time,” Seunghun said.

“It’s fine, I’m fine, see?” Jinyoung said defensively, attempting to swing his legs over the side of his bed and almost falling over. He stood up and shakily walked over to the bathroom, losing his balance an embarrassing amount of times. Seunghun looked at him unsurely but muttered a quick “If you say so…” under his breath and left the room, shutting the door behind him.

Jinyoung turned the shower on and stared at himself in the mirror as he waited for the water to heat up. He had dark circles under his eyes, despite the 14+ hours of sleep he had gotten the night before. Aside from that, he didn’t look nearly as awful as he felt, which was good.. He stepped into the hot water stream after discarding his clothes in his hamper. Leaning against the wall of the shower, he fought off the waves of dizziness and hoped it would soon go away altogether.

The apartment was empty when he finished his shower, but he rummaged through Seunghun’s closet anyways to find something to wear. Jinyoung wasn’t used to going to parties, so he chose a casual button-down shirt with skinny jeans and hoped it wouldn’t make him stand out too much. As he finished covering his dark circles with concealer, he heard a knock on the door. His palms started sweating as he opened the front door to see the tall blond boy staring back at him.

“Hey, long time, no see,” Hyunsuk joked, walking into the apartment.

“Let me just grab my stuff real quick and we can go,” Jinyoung said, walking back into his room. “Oh, your bag-”

“It’s fine, I’ll get it some other time, I don’t wanna carry it around tonight anyway,” Hyunsuk said.

Jinyoung grabbed his keys and walked outside, the younger boy trailing behind him. After locking the front door, they started down the hallway of the building. Hyunsuk began rambling about whatever came to mind, but Jinyoung’s thoughts were somewhere else as they made their way down the stairs.

Luckily for him, the dizziness had gone away, as well as his headache. However, what replaced it was a horrible warm and sweaty feeling on his hands and feet. No matter how many times he tried to wipe his hands against his pants, the feeling just got worse. Not to mention he had never felt more aware of his surroundings before. The cars passing by, the birds chirping, Hyunsuk’s voice—everything was so loud, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary except him.

The boys came to the intersection and waited for their turn to cross the busy street. As they stood there, a feeling unlike anything Jinyoung had ever experienced before came over him, starting in his toes and working its way into his core. It was something between a shiver and a vibration, and it made him feel cold all over. As the signal indicated it was their turn to cross the road, Jinyoung instinctively reached for Hyunsuk’s arm and pulled him back, just as a car ran the red light through the intersection, dangerously close to the boys.

Hyunsuk’s eyebrows shot up as he turned to Jinyoung. “How did you know that was gonna happen?”

Jinyoung looked just as confused as Hyunsuk, and he noticed the chilling feeling had vanished along with the threat of getting run over by reckless drivers. They continued along the sidewalk as Hyunsuk teased the older boy. “You never told me you have a secret spider-sense,” he joked. Jinyoung froze as he remembered the spider in his room yesterday, but brushed off the silly thought. It was just a normal bug, right?

“Oh please, you would be the first person to know,” Jinyoung replied as they approached the apartment complex Woong lived at.

Throughout the night, Jinyoung tried to have a good time, catching up with Daehwi and Woojin, and introducing Hyunsuk to everyone. But his mind kept wandering back to Hyunsuk’s thoughtless remark earlier. It was all just a funny coincidence that he was feeling sick after his encounter with the eight-eyed creature. And anyway, even if he WAS destined to become the next Spiderman, why him of all people? There were much better suited people for the job. Jinyoung hadn’t even picked up a comic book since middle school. He was sure it was all just a coincidence, it didn’t mean anything and he did his best to convince himself that this was the truth.

Over the course of the next few days, Jinyoung felt stranger and stranger. He slept later and later each day, gaining more motivation when the sun was down. He was growing ever so slightly, evident by his clothes being slightly less comfortable than usual. He had been missing classes and canceling plans, which caused his friends to worry about him, but he made up excuses and told them he was just getting over a cold.

The strange bite mark on the back of Jinyoung’s leg had only gotten more irritated. As much as he didn’t want to believe that it was the cause of this “sickness”, as the days went on Jinyoung discovered more and more similarities between him and his childhood hero. He realized the strange feeling on his palms wasn’t sweaty, but sticky. Jokingly he had stood on his desk and put his palms on his ceiling, not expecting anything to happen, but to his surprise the sensation was strong enough to support his body weight. He felt childish to even think being a superhero was possible, but he was quickly realizing this wasn’t coincidental at all.

At the end of the week, Jinyoung called Hyunsuk after days of not responding to his messages.

“Hey, Hyunsuk.”

“Jinyoung? Jinyoung, oh my god, you had me worried sick, where have you been? Why didn’t you reply to my texts?” Hyunsuk sounded hurt, and truthfully he was. Not hearing from Jinyoung all week had let his mind wander to the worst-case scenarios, especially after how strange he had acted at the party, and although he was mad at Jinyoung for ghosting him all week, hearing his voice on the other end of the line had put all of his worries to rest.

“I’m really sorry, I was getting over a cold and I pretty much slept the entire week,” Jinyoung lied. Part of the reason he ignored Hyunsuk all week was that he didn’t want to tell him what he’d gone through. Everyone knows superheroes have to hide their identities, and Jinyoung was particularly bad at keeping secrets from the people he was close to. He may have been scared for himself, but the thought of putting the people he loved in danger was even scarier. But he knew he couldn’t avoid the outside world for much longer. Especially once he realized how much he had hurt others by avoiding them.

“I’ll make it up to you, I promise. I have a lot of studying to catch up on, so do you wanna meet at the cafe across from the library tomorrow afternoon? I’ll pay,” Jinyoung offered.

Hyunsuk sighed but agreed anyway. “Please don’t cancel this time,” he said and hung up.

Jinyoung put his phone down on the bed and laid back into the pillows, suddenly regretting his decisions the past week. If he wasn’t responsible enough to pick up the phone and call his best friend, how was he supposed to be a hero to the city? As he laid in bed, the sleepless nights caught up to him as he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

**Notes for the Chapter:**

> thank u for reading chapter 2 of my fic!! i hope u guys enjoyed it and please comment and give me feedback or u can send me an anonymous comment on my curious cat!! curiouscat.me/4thgencatboy

**Author's Note:**

> thank you so much if you made it this far!! please let me know what you think of it in the comments, and follow my twitter (@catboybae) where i'll post update info and art and stuff!!


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